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| While you were sleeping,
I had my breakfast,
Watched Jamie and Adam escaped from Alcatraz,
Find out a duck's quack does echo,
Tested that I have an IQ of 133 for free (which matches that of Frank Morris, meaning I'm smart enough to break out of Alcatraz too),
Tried to wake you up COUNTLESS times because we were suppose to go to the zoo,
Give up trying and just watch more Mythbusters,
Wake you up again for lunch because i'm hungry,
Give up trying again,
And amidst the rantings.....
You're finally up on your own!
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| Boy, was I one heck of an emo person just one year ago! I thank the heavens that That person is non-existent no more. Isn't it wierd though? Life's great now... But I realised I have nothing to write about, nothing to bitch about, nothing to rant about. Funny how people always focus on all the negativities, eh? Yeah, boo hoo.. Life bitch-slaps you. So what? Slap Life right back! Let Life know that YOU are the one in control of your life. I'm not saying my life is picturesque a la Stepford Wife-perfect. That's just plain freaky. There are downs in my life now too. But I'm definitely more in control of the downs now. One of the saving grace is that, what goes down HAS to go up. Yes, that's an original quote. And yes, you can quote me. Random thought: I was just looking at this photo I took on board Star Virgo ages back. And I realised I actually rested my handbag on the Siberian Tiger. After the headlines a few days back, I realised I really "lived life on the edge", to quote my boy who never fails to make me laugh (Personal Joke, because I know You are reading this, you kaypo ass. I enjoyed our Teochew porridge just now. Thank you.) | | |
| Perched on a rock amidst the brightest of night,
She sat by the lakeside taking in tranquil and quiet joy.
Tresses of hair waltzing with the wise guiding wind,
She reaches out to embrace this newfound old freedom.
In her reflection, two sparkling crystals meet her gaze,
She sees a gateway to boundless excitement and hope.
As the day breaks, her eyes scale up the horizon,
and wills great accomplishments for her loved ones and her.
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The man of my dreams,
The Boyfriend.
It's been a fantabulous 1st!
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| "Never fall prey to Routine's choke hold", she recollected as she bit
on her lower lip. Ladened with the voices of yesteryear, she heaved the
deepest of sighs that she could muster, to drown the indistinct cacophony.
As the very last sonance was heard, Familiarity crept up and lured her
back into the night. Afraid, exhausted and alone, tiny little steps was
all she ventured to take.
"WAIT UP!", a voice from behind echoed into the infinite darkness.
"What's that?", she thought. "Where have I heard that voice before?"
She stopped dead in her tracks and turned around. With nothing but darkness in front of her, she tried to get a
sense of her surroundings by reaching her arms out. It was an awkward
sensory moment for her as she felt her arms reach out but couldn't see
them. She could hear Helplessness's muffled giggles in the distance.
The voice resounded again.
"It's me, Faith, a friend you once knew back in the days. Here, take my hand and I will walk with you."
She felt Faith's fingers intertwine with hers. And with a renewed conviction, they began trudging through the night.
An unwanted presence lingered in the back.....
To Be Continued.
Whenever.
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